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A: John won't come near the campus, though. I think he's ashamed. Want this?
B: So, Alicia, how...how are you holding up? 
A: Well the delusions have passed. They're saying with the medication and low stress environment...
B: No. I...I mean, how are you?
A: I think often what I feel is obligation. Or guilt over wanting to leave. Rage against John, against God and then I look at him. And I force myself to see the man that I married and he becomes that man. He's transformed into someone that I love. And I'm transformed into someone who loves him. It's not all the time, but it's enough.
B: I think John is a very lucky man, Alicia.
A: There's a storm coming. I'm just going to grab the laundry, okay?
C: I'll draw his bath. It's okay.
A: Okay. Oh, God. I need a towel.
C: Charles was watching him. He was okay. 
A: There is no one here.
C: Alicia! No!
A: Hello, I need Dr Rosen's office, please. 
D: You've got to stop her, John.
C: You leave her out of this.
A: Who are you talking to?
C: It's not her fault.
A: John.
D: She'll compromise us again.
C: No, she won't.
D: You'll go back to the hospital.
A: John, answer me!
D: Countless people will die.
C: Alicia, please put the phone down.
D: I can't let that happen.
A: Yes, hello? Hi, I need Dr Rosen. Is he in? 
D: I'm sorry, John.
C: No-oo!
D: You know what you have to do, Nash.
C: Alicia?
A: Get away from me.
D: She's too great a risk.
A: Get away!
C: I didn't mean to hurt you!
D: Finish her. She knows too much now.
E: Uncle John?
C: She never gets old. Marcee can't be real. She never gets old.
F: You see them now?
C: Yes.
F: Why did you stop your meds?
C: Because I couldn't do my work. I couldn't help with the baby. There has to be another way.
F: Some days may be symptom-free, but over time you are getting worse.
C: It's a problem. That's all it is. It's a problem with no solution. And that's what I do. I solve problems. That's what I do best.
F: This isn't math. You can't come up with a formula to change the way you experience the world.
C: All I have to do is apply my mind.
F: There's no theorem, no proof. You can't reason your way out of this.
C: Why not? Why can't I?
F: Because your mind is where the problem is in the first place.
C: I can do this. I can work it out.All I need is time. Is that the baby?
A: The baby's at my mother's, John.
F: Without treatment, John, the fantasies may take over, entirely.
A: You almost ready? Rosen's waiting outside. 
C: I can't go back to that hospital. I won't come home.
A: He said that if you said that, he has commitment papers for me to sign.
C: Well, maybe you won't sign them. Maybe you'll just give me some time. I will try to figure this out. Whatever you do, Rosen is right about one thing. You shouldn't be here. I'm not safe anymore.
A: Would you have hurt me, John?
C: I don't know. Maybe you should let Dr. Rosen drive you to your mother's.
A: Rosen said to call if you try and kill me or anything.
C: Alicia and I think that...that fitting in, being part of a community might do me some good. That a certain level of attachment, familiar places, familiar people might help me elbow out these...these certain delusions that I have. 
G: Will you be needing an office?
C: No. No. I could just work out of the library. 
H: Well, this guy tries to wander into the library, but he doesn't have ID.
I: Why can't people read their memos huh?
H: Then he goes totally nuts.
C: Not real! You're not real.
D: Ladies and gentlemen, the great John Nash! 
J: John?
C: You should've seen their faces. Everybody was just staring at me.
A: John, you know that stress triggers the delusions.
C: I know. Maybe Rosen's right. Maybe I have to think about going back into the hospital again.
A: No. Come here. Maybe try again tomorrow. 
K: John, now, you can't ignore me forever.
C: Charles, you've been a very good friend to me, the best. But I won't talk to you again. I just can't. Same goes for you, baby girl. Good-bye. I was wondering if I might audit your course.
L: It's...It's an honor, Professor Nash.
C: Good morning, eager young minds.
C: I was thinking that I might teach. I was hoping there still might be something I could contribute.
G: What about the...Well you know, are they gone?
C: No, they're not gone. And maybe they never will be. But I've gotten used to ignoring them and I think as a result they've kind of given up on me. Well good-bye.
G: John, I'll talk to the department. 
K: Thanks Professor.
C: Good-bye.
L: Have a nice day.
C: Good-bye.
M: Professor Nash?
C: Can you see him?
N: Yeah.
C: You sure?
N: Uh-huh.
C: Okay. Good.
C: Forgive me I'm just always suspicious of new people.
N: See you next week, Professor.
C: See you next week.
C: So now that I know that you're real, who are you and what can I do for you?
M: Professor, my name is Thomas King.
C: Thomas King?
M: And I'm here to tell you that you're being considered for the Nobel prize.
C: I've always believed in numbers, in the equations and logics that lead to reason. But after a lifetime of such pursuits, I ask, what truly is logic? Who decides reason? My quest has taken me through the physical, the metaphysical, the delusional, and back. And I have made the most important discovery of my career, the most important discovery of my life. It is only in the mysterious equations of love that any logical reasons can be found. I'm only here tonight because of you. You are the reason I am. You are all my reasons.
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